~(Y/N)'s POV~

It feels like I've lost a concept of time.

I don't feel hungry or tired, I just feel horrible.

I feel like my thoughts are ripping me apart.

I feel like leaving again, cause they'd be better off without me.

I feel like a monster.
Pathetic. Worthless. Empty. A let down.

I feel like I should've died that day since everyone would be better off.

But how the hell could I tell them that?

~Al's POV~

I bring another tray of food to her door, it's been three days since the incident, and she hasn't eaten anything. I'm starting to worry about her, because of that, Brother and I started to put our research on hold until she gets better.

"(Y/N)?" I knock on the door, there's no response. I feel horrible that this happened. I should've stopped her sooner, and we should've came back to central sooner, now she's gone and Tucker is on the loose.

Or so I thought, the military said that they killed Tucker on the spot the day we left, so,

what happened?

I look over at the door, and sit down next to it. I would've barged in if it was brother, but this feels different. I feel like she wouldn't trust me if I did that. I see the door creak open from behind me, I look over to see her hand. I grab the door and open it. "You need to eat, (Y/N)." I get the plate of food, close the door behind me, and turn on the lights.

Her hair is matted to her head, her normally cheerful (e/c) eyes are dull and emotionless, and her face is red as she looks down to the floor. In the corner of the room, I see a smashed mirror, with glass over there, along with traces of blood on the wooden floor. She tries to step away but I grab her hand and pull her into a hug. I see her pull me into a closer hug.

     "You're my friend, alright? I want you to be happy, you're an amazing person, (Y/N), and you shouldn't change that in the slightest, ok? I don't want to see you sad... because.... it makes me sad too." I hear her scratchy voice, is she crying?

"Thank you." She looks up at me, her tears running down her face, I never thought I'd see this side of her, she's usually so happy, but that side of her with Tucker... it was something else. I wipe her tears away and pull her closer.

We spend the rest of the day trying to get her better again, I had her eat more and I tried to talk to her about things that where wrong, she became more open to me then I could think she would. But I like this side of her, she's so much more open and nice. We talked more about things we both liked, when it came time for her to eat, we walked over to the kitchen and I saw her hand hold mine, and it stayed there for the entire meal.

"Al? Is everything ok? You seem.. off." Ed said, he's gotten better though the past couple days, I know he isn't over it, but he seems like he's better then when we first got here.

"Y-Yeah." I murmur.

"Does little Alphonse have a crush!? I remember when I had my first crush on me beautiful wife Garcia...." Mr.Hughes went on and on about how they met, there first date, their wedding, and everything else, until Ed interrupted.

"We know, you love your wife and daughter.... blah blah blah birthday blah blah blah wedding." Garcia laughs at Ed's joke and Mr.Hughes seems hurt.

"So (Y/N), how's everything going." Maes said, being equally concerned for her.

"A lot better, thanks to Alphonse." She looks up and smiles at me. I hear her yawn and start to stand up.

"Thank you for the meal, Garcia." She smiles at her and brings me back to her room. "Hey Alphonse, can you stay here for tonight?..." She closes the door and blushes a light red.

"Ok." I don't see anything wrong with it, I mean, she's worried, what else is there? I pull up a chair beside her bed and she crawls into it.

"Goodnight, Alphonse."

"Night (Y/N)" When I see she fell asleep, I say.

"I love you."